Footsteps

I went through many stages
But all the time
I was aiming to improve my life

I am trying to recall my footsteps
But I do not have a clue
Someone please give me the answers
And tell me the truth
Lord father
Free me from my sins
I am home

Apologies don't do much to cover bruises
The news has been a nuisance
Attention span too short for the whole truth. We just lost another youth
We just lost another youth centre

I've had enough

Darker spirits seem to confide in Hennessy
Discussing memories that could turn grown men into memories
Ponder thought
Will the masses echo my legacy?
Or not at all?
Help me send a prayer to all my enemies I can only ever speak with the perspective I was blessed with
The damned may curse my name. I'll be damned if they don't respect it
I was out here. Trying to make penny out this art shit
Where the doubts of disbelievers, could turn anybody heartless

The only thing I fear is seeing how black my lungs are
Going to the bank and seeing how low my funds are
This is gods body speaking with a belly full of thunder
Haven't eaten in 22 winters

I know hunger

You think I give a fuck about a genre?
I'm still trying to send my parents back to Ghana
I've been losing weight trying to find the way or find the answers
But I realised the same things that made can break a martyr
This is factual. Selling my soul just wasn't practical
Found wealth inside of knowledge made my mental twice as valuable Quiet room as the penny drops
And you realise when you're broke they don't give
A-pologies
Don't do much to cover bruises
The news has been a nuisance
Attention span too short for the whole truth
We just lost another youth
We just lost another youth centre

I'm calling bluffs

Very few show love without jealousy
The smoke clears and high shows
How low people pretend to be
Bitter spirits may taste bitter ends
This music shit is friendly
But these people are not your friends
I don't need you to show face my brother, i'm easy
Don't have room people who act. I don't believe them

Aware of my wins though, your attempts at kindness are see through
I was told the wiser man will not see a god as their equal

Are you judged on the question or answer
I just had another prayer go unanswered
So do I speak to him or speak to you
When you won't take risk to see the proof

Let's play a game of pin the pressure on the poet
Is it poetry or rap, I found rhythm inside of poetry
Let's play a game of pin the pressure on the prophet
I wonder what my younger self would've told the older me
Let's point the finger and say oh
He acts different because I'm slower with the text
And people can't get a hold of me
Let's say I never graduated with a first
Stepped out to do road and let the streets really take control of me

Imagine my opinion nothing more than shallow thought
Simply spoken like whispers while knocking on heaven's door
Imagine my talent had simply run it's course before I even ever tried
By fault of my accord. Imagine

We believed that we could never make a difference
Spent our lives doing the devils work while
Asking for forgiveness
If we only judged a man on the length of his riches
And continued to diminish the strength inside our women

I don't have the answers
I am just another citizen, walking amongst false gods
With Self indulged omnipotence

I don't have the answers
I am just another citizen, walking amongst false gods
With Self indulged omnipotence

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